at my place for those sad, hurting, feeling alone and dealing with old wounds
Havent been by my site for awhile.
I got a new post up you may want to read.
Hope you have A BLESSED Week
if your interested.
sorry for your loss know that all your friends are here sending you hugs throughout..
It's Monday, Dec. 17/07, 7:28AM. I'm dropping by to wish you a great day and to invite you over to the Tree for Manic Monday - it's a Redux!
Hope to see you soon!
at my place, come on over if you like. In any case my your holidays be stress free and blessed, remember you are truly an amazing unique spiritual creature
and you are loved
Sometimes we forget such thing
It's Monday, Dec. 10/07, 9:30 AM. I'm dropping by to wish you a great week, and to invite you over for a few smiles - cuz today is Manic Monday.
It's Monday, Dec. 3/07, 6:21AM. Just popping by to wish you a great day and to let you know Manic Monday is ready for you!
I almost feel like I am going through slight dejavu with this post, 15 years ago I was posting into my hand written journal similar type things, as my sister was killed in march of 1993.Having said that I will now continue. The funeral was a big blur, that though a lovely service, wasn't as personal to dad as i would of liked . Too many things kept swaying back to things and issues which had no place being a concern durring a week or day of mourning. I got a bit fed up with certain family pettiness and had to find my way back home, using the dogs as my escape to the sanctuary of home. Poor hubby has had to stay though and he and mother are doing well considering the situation. I am due back to work tomorrow, though to be honest the depression which is seeping into me states very clearly works the last thing on my mind.Ive lost my father Gary, and Ive now lost Dad Young.....it's an anniversary for my sister's death and simply stated I can't be bothered with much right now.I stay strong for mom and hubby, and i will go in to work on thier behalf.....but other than that what more can really be said. It's Easter sunday and it feels like any other day....for some reason the sun thought it was a good idea to make an appearance, though I personally have no need of the sun right now. Dad Young was who I would call in situations like I am in right now..alone with no one here...he was my pal at the other end of the line. I would type to him online or call him up..we would talk complete crap or even serious things....we learned how to use our mobiles together by sending texts and picture texts, video clips and more, simply to see how to use them.Dad Young would hop online at any given moment for me to check my work on a web page I had made, or even come here to check out my latest entry...and steal pictures of the pets..the dogs esspecially.Though he had a fondness for all the pets his special guy was Teddy, if a dog could choose it's master, Teddy woulda chose dad Young. I have made a lovely memorial site in tribute to dad Young, and so far it's quite nice I think....more pics are due in from various family arroun the globe.I leave you now with a lovely picture of Dad Young and teddy.
http://dadyoungmemorial.bravehost.com/index.html

